Timeline: During the Daily life arc
" I need to stop getting into situations where all my options are potentially bad."
― Jack Campbell, Dauntless
Sawada Shuichi is…
Reborn tapped his pen on the paper in front of him.
Where should he begin?
He honestly wasn't sure where. While there were a plethora of things to say, most of it was confusing and contradictory. It gave him a headache just thinking about having to organize his observations, but he knew he had to do it for his report to the 9th. After all, the man had asked for a detailed report on the eldest Sawada son. When he had received this secondary objective he had made his own predictions like he did with most jobs. Looking beneath the orders and into what his client truly wanted usually made his job easier. From an outsiders perspective, they would problem assume that the 9th was keeping his options open for the position of 10th.
However, Reborn knew better.
He was there after all the day Iemitsu called the 9th in in a panic over his newborn son. Reborn hadn't thought much of it then. They ran a few tests and found him to be a perfectly average child. The 9th advised Iemitsu to take some time off and Reborn went back home his only observations being that the child was oddly quiet.
When he was given this mission Reborn thought back on that day, wondering if the 9th noticed something that Reborn himself missed. The Vongola folk especially those of the Primo's blood could be uncanny in their perception even if it had been diluted by time. He assumed that the 9th saw something of interest in the boy that could be potentially dangerous and he wanted either a confirmation or denial from Reborn.
Now, sitting there staring at a blank report he shook his head.
Honestly, these Vongola folk would be the death of him.
(He never admit that despite the frustration and headaches there was a reason he took so many of their missions despite being a freelance Hitman.)
(They could be so interesting.)
Sawada Shuichi is…
...Not a threat?
He was sure that's what the 9th wanted to hear, but Reborn couldn't in good conscious report that considering all of the unknown factors he still didn't have answers to despite weeks and weeks of observations and prying.
...A threat?
Only to those who threatened his family. Which may very well include the 9th since the man had decided on Shuichi's younger brother as heir to an old and bloodstained mafia family. But at the same time the boy wasn't necessarily a threat unless provoked and reporting that he was a threat would certainly lead to an attempted assassination and Reborn had a sneaking suspicion assassinating him wouldn't be as easy as one would think despite him technically being a civilian. Not to mention Tsuna would be crushed and likely seek revenge should he find out that it the Vongola who killed his brother. Which definitely not what they wanted.
(Not to mention by calling in the Vongola, Reborn would lose their little competition of wit and secrets. And Reborn hated losing.)
Sawada Shuichi is...
…Perceptive?
Like a true descendent of the Primo.
…Charismatic?
He could sell ice to an Eskimo.
…Cunning?
Like a fox.
…Hiding secrets within his secrets?
Most certainly. Something which had been driving Reborn up the wall. But, even that didn't truly cover the scope of the situation. Despite all of his resources with his own contacts and the Vongola's contacts he still could figure the boy out. He was a walking enigma. One that took great joy in rubbing Reborn's lack of answers in his face at every opportunity. Just today he was parading around another teenager who only went by Hiei. The new temperamental teen apparently knew the Sawada's well, yet Reborn had been none the wiser until he literally popped in the window of Sawada Nana's hospital room.
A room that was on the fourth level.
It had been two weeks and Reborn had yet to find any additional information since then.
Reborn pinched the bridge of his nose.
Despite his lack of answers on crucial information there was still so much to say from what he observed so far.
Exceptionally talented with plants.
Definitely had some kind of training with martial arts.
Knew how to wield a whip better than Dino.
Had the eyes of a seasoned killer.
Yet was extremely protective of those he cared about.
He looked down at the paper once more, silently groaning.
He sighed.
And began to write.
Sawada Shuichi is the most frustrating individual I've ever had the misfortune to meet.
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